I peeled down the volcano as if in my own private Mountain Dew commercial and dared JJ to follow me down into the madness. He made it about a 100 feet and went over the handlebars. Bam!!! I am officially Satan, folks. I felt as if JJ had sold his soul to me and now I was taking him into the abyss, but the abyss was one of the coolest experiences of my entire life!!! After he biffed it and scraped his hand, JJ walked all the downhill parts of the first 3 miles (all of it, pretty much) out of respect for the volcano. I flew down as if the lava was behind me, picking out safe lines and dodging the volcanic rocks below me. It was amazing. By the time we hit pavement, we were STILL breaking through the clouds. JJ hit his stride and we burned down that mountain. It truly was awesome, with great scenery and a lot of balls!! I couldn´t have had a better time on that ride, and I caught JJ having fun several times.
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